Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Tang Mo’er’s pretty face was revealed in all of its flawless glory once she tucked her silky black hair behind her ears. Her cheeks were flushed red from the faint exertion as she danced around the pole, her eyes were full of drawn out emotion. She was going to seduce everyone in the bar tonight, men were going wild for her.

Gu Mohan frowned deeper as he got even more moody than before. What was she playing at?

He lifted his eyes and glowered at Huo Beichen. Huo Beichen raised both of his hands in surrender. “Don’t look at me like that, Second Brother. I can’t stop Beauty Tang from pole dancing on the stage, even if I am 

Huo Beichen couldn’t help but look towards the stage, Beauty Tang was truly seductive. She was captivating and all eyes were drawn to beautiful motions.

Lu Qi’er lifted her head and looked at Tang Mo’er. She revealed a gentle smile but secretly judged Tang Mo’er inside. A woman who did pole dancing was just like a dance hostess and would never compare to her.

After ten minutes, the pole dance that had the entire venue excited, ended with a standing ovation. Tang Mo’er’s fair skin had speckles of sweat, just like the petals of a rose in the morning with droplets of morning dew. It was enchanting.

She took over the microphone and signaled a hand gesture for them to hush. “Shh”.

The male audience quickly quietened down.

“Hello everyone, the dance that I’ve performed is actually dedicated to one man. He is mysterious, respectable and rich. I’ve realized that he’s slowly taking up a part of my heart and I’m going to confess here. I love you and I’ve decided to be together with you!”

The audience were cheering, “Beauty Tang, who exactly is this man? Do you dare to admit that it’s me?”

Tang Mo’er’s beautiful eyes scanned around and her gaze landed on the private room. Gu Mohan sat up straight and she pointed towards him, “That man is…”

“Second Brother, Beauty Tang is confessing her love for you. You guys do know how to play around. I wonder if Beauty Tang will be in a fight with Qi’er later on?” Huo Beichen said while laughing evilly.

Gu Mohan’s deep and narrow eyes were fixated on Tang Mo’er.

Tang Mo’er was aware that he was looking at her, she raised her eyebrow and her head suddenly whipped around to look at Su Zhe instead. She said, “That man is… Su Zhe, my fiancé!”

The audience was shrieking, they were shocked by Tang Mo’er’s announcement.

“Ha,” Fu Qinglun mocked heartlessly, “Mohan, Beauty Tang is not only flirting with the male audience but also messing with you! What a woman.”

Gu Mohan’s handsome face was instantly filled with anger. The atmosphere in the private room plummeted to an icy coldness and the tension was thick in the air. This little wild kitten was good at giving him surprises.

He lifted up his long leg and finally gave Fu Qinglun a kick, threatening him with a glare. “Are you forcing me to expose your secrets? Your wife Lin Shiyu raped you on your honeymoon night and flew to Singapore for her further studies. You haven’t even seen a glimpse of her shadow since. Are you too lonely after spending two years alone?”

Lin Shiyu?

Fu Qinglun’s face darkened when he heard that name. He kicked the coffee table in front of him away and it toppled over, falling to one side.

The Fu family was the wealthiest in Karghalik and as the Young Master of the family, Fu Qinglun was groomed to become the only heir ever since he was a child. It was said that Fu Qinglun had the skies within his grasp, yet remained modest and mysterious, but his only weakness was his wife Mrs Fu, Lin Shiyu.

Nobody was allowed to mention her name in his presence.

“Second Brother, Qinglun, why are things going sour between the two of you just because of a woman? Why don’t we get two hostesses to accompany us…” Huo Beichen suddenly paused and groaned, “Sh*t, we’re screwed. Karghalik has Tang Mo’er in the South and Lin Shiyu in the North. Those two women have the two of you in their clutches! How could the two of you be defeated by these two women! This has to be fate.”

Gu Mohan and Fu Qinglun were glaring at him just as he finished speaking. Huo Beichen raised both arms again.

“Haha, forget I said anything.”

…

Tang Mo’er walked down the stage while the audience cheered for her, and she sat beside Su Zhe.

Su Zhe was feeling agitated from the sensual power play he had just witnessed and he opened his mouth to confess to Tang Mo’er, “Mo’er, I…”

“Han Xiaowan is here.” Tang Mo’er said quietly as she held a cocktail in her hands.